I Love My Mother – Part 2

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I have received a few emails about my previous post, but would like to receive a few more feedbacks, especially from aunties who can provide me feedback from a mothers’ prospective.My email id is [email protected].

As I introduced myself in the previous story that I am a normal boy (without any superhuman organs) and have a mother who is not like an actress but is fat and plumy but with a sweet face. I eventually became drawn to her sexually but could never dare to convey it to her, so I took my video sniffing my chachi and her daughters undergarments and sent it to my mom in the hope that she would do anything to prevent the video from being shown to others which would be doom for her son. As I stated in my earlier post, as soon as my mother confronted me after I send the video and msg to her from an unknown number, she kept slapping me and tears rolled down from my eyes.

Now, she was hitting me with anger in her eyes and I was feeling very frightened. Just then it appeared someone was approaching the room, hearing that my mother left and I stood up and tried to act normal..It was our servant who had come looking for my mother to ask for something. I could not imagine what was happening, what I had done and what would happen next. T was something like I was dreaming, I sat on my bed feeling guilty and shamed. I was feeling ki I had done something very wrong and insulted our relationship, but just then whn my mothers face would come in front of me the guilt would disappear giving way to lust. I was fighting these feelings inside me and crying silently because of the pain and the beating. I would not lie but suspense was killing me that where would this all situation end..Will it be the way I had decided.

After an hour or so, I summed up some courage and went to my mothers room to apologize. I did not know what to say and how to react, so I went inside her room, she was lying on the bed with her face covered in the pillow, and by the atmosphere of the room and her silent sobbing, I was sure it was quite sometime from when she was crying. I stood there stumbling but let me tell you was getting turned on by the situation, coz since my mothers head was inside the pillow, her back was visible to me and I could see the strap of her white bra. In my head I started imagining what it would be like seeing her only in that bra. Rubbishing these thoughts and focusing on the situation, I drew up the courage and said:

Me (very slowly) : mummy..Hua kya..Kuch to boliye pls..Mujhse kuch galti hui hai kya?

I did not get any answer, I stood there silently and only my mom saw me a few times with a look suggesting I had killed someone.

After a few more times of asking, she just handed over me the phone with the video opened, I stood there acting shocked as if it was the first time I was seeing it. I thought it is better not to say anything but the silence was kiiking me and then suddenly:

Mom: tumk zara b sharam nahi aayi..Yeh sab kya hai..Hmne ye sikhaya tha tumhe..

Me: sorry maa

Mom: sorry..Tumhe sharam nahi aayi..Chachi maa saman hoti hai..And tum ye sab (there was tremendous anger in her voice)

Me: mummy sorry..Aage se kabhi nahi hoga..Aap bolo to main ghar se chala jaunga khi aur..But pls kisi ko mat bolna..

Having told her that I was sorry and that if she wanted I would leave the house and go somewhere else to study/work did the trick. She shrudded me and told me not to show my face to her as I did not deserve to be her son and get out of the room.

I did as I was told.But two things kept running into my mind..

1. She did not show me the msg which I had ent

2. She did not question who shot the video..I am sure this would be running in her mind.

I went into my room, told myself..Forget everything for a few hours coz what I had already done no need to fell guilty and whatever will happen cannot be controlled. My only fear was that mom does not tell my father about anything. I closed my room, laid down closed my eyes and started imagining the bra strap and the assets they would be hiding. My mom had genuine tears which made her loom much more innocent and sweet and I may sound like a pervert but I felt like fucking her then and there, in my room, I masturbated thinking about she scolding me while I fuck her..Believe me that was awesome.

I checked the phone every few mins to see of any reply but it has been 5 hrs but no reply, I stayed in my room reading a few stories here and imagining weird stuff.I liked one story in which a son marries his mom and thought I will do it one day.

Suddenly the phone vibrated, it was not my regular phone but the one hidden in the almirah. I rushed as if there was an earthquake, grabbed the phone and saw that a msg has been received from my mother. I was stunned and elated. It was like this is the best situation, something in me did not wasnt the msg to be opened as this situation was the best where you dont know what will happen next. But I could not control myself and read the msg.

The msg stated that who the hell are you and are you not ashamed,,my son is only a child and why are you doing this. What do you want??

How could I explain..What I wanted..I wanted her..But I sat down thinking hard what should be my next message.After much thinking..I messaged that I was someone she knew..And I did not intend to any harm to anyone if she did what I told. And if it was not done I would simply send the video to everyone in the family.

As soon as I sent the msg..Reply came within a few minutes as if she was waiting for the message..It read..How much money do you want?

I simply told her it is not money..Just be ready to do what I say and when I say..And dont worry nothing harmful.

After the msg I did not get any reply and lied down feeling a little happy..It felt that if I keep my senses I may be in with the chance of my life.

During dinner time, my mother avoided me..Did not even serve food to me..But no one in my family could guess if anything was wrong except me. Even of I asked for a chappati..My mom told my father to pass it or my servant to serve it rather than talking to me directly.

The day ended, I went into my room thinking,,now what.. What I had thought till now seemed to be working, it would be an idiotic step to msg her to go sleep with your son..No one is that stupid and she will come to know it was me. I told myself..Slow and steady wins the race , so I decided not to do anything stupid and play it slowly, and thought my next message will be the next day after everyone leaves.

After the eventful day, I slept and the next morning, the story was the same my mom avoiding me..Must tell you she appeared more sexy when angry..! As soon as the morning chores were over, I msged her something which even I did not think ever..And I may say it felt that that would be stupid..But I went with my impulse and sent the msg that I dont want anything just I need you to talk to me like a girlfriend over msging..Nothing else..

I sent the msg and immediately felt that hopefully I had not done anything stupid. I went again to my mom to say sorry and again she ignored me and yelling me to get out.

As expected the rely came which said are you insane..What you mean by that..I replied do not forget the video is still with me and it is just simple chatting.

This msging with my mother was making me horny as because she was playing into the trap..She msgd pls tell me what do u want and dont play games.

I messaged back saying her to obey what I was saying and I dd not want to hurt anyone not even her son..I think it was the mention of her son that made the difference and she told that she will msg only when her husband is not around but if the video is sent to anyone she will tell all about it to her family and it will be trouble for me.

We started messaging..Slowly..It started with good morning , good nights..Slowly I started sending smileys also. I observed my mother in the meanwhile ad she acted normally.She was avoiding me and till now had not forgiven me for the video and honestly I did not care..I was enjoying the messaging with her.

For a few days..I regularly message her casually like that she was doing etc and reply was timely, though it appeared to be a little cold and disinterested.

After a few days, I got bored of this good morning and good night, I messaged:

Me: kya kar rahi ho?

Mom: nothing..Baithi hu..

Me: main b bore ho raha hu..Can I tell you something?

Mom: hmm..What?

Me: I genuinely love you..Mujhe malum hai you will not believe.

Mom: I dont even know you and tumne jo mere bete k sath kiya hai vo main nahi bhul sakti.

Me: hmm..I dont blame you, jo b I love you

Mom: aur koi baat karo pls

Such coldness made me angry..And I decided to be a little more aggressive.I sent the video again to her

Mom: ye wapas kyu bheja mujhe?

Me: ye yaad dilane k liye ki I still have it..Acha jo puchunga bologi?

Mom: ye galat baat hai..Kya puchna hai?

Me: kya pehni ho abhi?

The rely came a few mins late:

Mom: ye kaisa ghatiya question hai

Me: I need a reply

Mom: saree

Me: bachi mat bano..Sirf saree??

Mom: I am not liking this pls

Me: pls ans..I dont want to be rude

Mom: blouse and petticoat b

Me: aur..?

Mom: aur kya..Pls ye sab baat mujhe nahi karni..Pls video delete kar do and mujhe chor do.

Me: bolo na..Panty and bra nahi pehna kya..Kon sacolor ka hai..

Mom: pls

Me: bolo na

Mom: haa pehna hai..

Me: describe karo na theek se..Color k sath

Mom: white and pink.

Me: theek se naam leke.

Mom: panty pink colr ki and bra white color.

Me: hmm..Kabhi thong pehna hai??

Mom: ye kya hota hai.?

I sent her her a pic of a thong.

Mom: chii..Pls I dont want to talk to you..Mere bete ko maaf kar do.

Me: bolo na..Pehna hai kya

Mom: nahi

Me: acha apni panty ko kholo do and uska ek photo mujhe bhejo na..

Mom: never

Me: video sab ko bhej du?

Mom: pls aisa mat karo..

She sends a pic.

Just seeing that picture made me horny, it was a huge pink panty..With a little wetness..I became mad, and felt I had to smell that.

I told her to spit in her panty and send a pic..She did that.. I know after spitting she would not where that panty again and would keep it for washing and that is when I would pounce on it.

As soon as he kept the panty near the washroom, I picked it up and started smelling ..It was awesome, I cummed immediately.

What I had done is crossed the first hurdle, I know if she can send me one pic, she will do whatever I say.

But I had still not fucked her and believe me all this chatting with my new girlfriend was making be hornier.

I will stop here and see the response I get, if there are readers who like it do let me know at my email [email protected].

I know many people will find the story slow but friends as I told you that this is a real story and in reality it does not happen instantly.

Waiting for our reply..!

I Love My Mother – Part 2